you wonder why i won't have a beer with you. i'm a little screwed up that much is true. and you tell me i don't have a clue. cause all i ever do is sniff this glue. cause i sniff glue. carbona, elmers, scotch. yeah it's true. and every other kind is what i do. and i know randy really wants some too. cause all he ever does is sniff this glue. cause i sniff glue. justin doesn't have a clue of what we really do.
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